They were all wearing masks. I tried to defend myself, but I accidentally shattered my sister. I heard it. I ran into my room, I barley had any energy, this was nothing like I had ever experienced before. All I did was close the door, I didn’t have enough energy to lock it. I fell down, breathing heavily, my energy draining. Then it opened the door. It was a big, black, enormous figure, compared to the small person I was back then. I can’t remember how it looked like, I’m sure I *saw* it but I can’t remember, every time I try to remember all I can remember is a black figure, I’m sure it was wearing a mask, too. Then, it grabbed me. As if it were about to punch me. Then it was all over. It was all just a dream. Some weeks went by, and my class was sharing “creepy” stories before we were going to be dismissed for the day. I decided to tell them, but instead I continued the story making it longer. Every word I said, all preparing to be imagined in my head. How the heck did I remember that despite it being about 4 years since it happened? I don’t know. I just do. And now here I am, writing a whole story, that I personally think is much darker.
They were all wearing masks. I tried to defend myself, but I accidentally shattered my sister. I heard it. I ran into my room, I barley had any energy, this was nothing like I had ever experienced before. All I did was close the door, I didn’t have enough energy to lock it. I fell down, breathing heavily, my energy draining. Then it opened the door. It was a big, black, enormous figure, compared to the small person I was back then. I can’t remember how it looked like, I’m sure I *saw* it but I can’t remember, every time I try to remember all I can remember is a black figure, I’m sure it was wearing a mask, too. Then, it grabbed me. As if it were about to punch me. Then it was all over. It was all just a dream. Some weeks went by, and my class was sharing “creepy” stories before we were going to be dismissed for the day. I decided to tell them, but instead I continued the story making it longer. Every word I said, all preparing to be imagined in my head. How the heck did I remember that despite it being about 4 years since it happened? I don’t know. I just do. And now here I am, writing a whole story, that I personally think is much darker.
Scary......
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Xd this got me to ive heard tapping npises from my closest before -
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